My mother was taken by ambulance to the hospital last night. Severe pneumonia. I knew she hadn’t been feeling well the past few days and was having trouble finding a doctor because her primary recently left Fallbrook. I called her several times last night. I thought, against all odds, that maybe she had gone to the concert she had talked about. In one of my messages, I asked her to call me and leave a message. This morning when I saw no message, I knew something was terribly wrong.

I tracked her down. I talked to her. She sounds terrible, but feebly chirped that she was being well taken care of.

She’ll be fine, she'll be fine.

Time is precious, isn’t it? Read my last two posts now if you haven’t already.

Call someone special today. In fact, call them often. And be kind. xoxo